Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 1061:

Noah studied her ashen complexion and the anxiety swimming in her eyes, his heart constricting with shared anguish.

He lifted his hand, tenderly brushing away the crystalline tears clinging to her lashes. “Yes, she’ll be okay,” he declared with iron certainty. “Trust me.”

Finding Sharon transcended urgency— he needed answers not only for Sadie but to unravel the enigmas multiplying within his own heart.

Those responsible would face his unrestrained wrath.

With careful attention, Noah eased Sadie back against the pillows. “Your priority must be regaining strength, looking after yourself, and…” He hesitated momentarily. “Our baby.”

His tone melted involuntarily when referencing their unborn child, tenderness suffusing each syllable.noveldrama

“Guards are already stationed throughout the hospital. Safety is assured. Focus on resting, and I’ll keep you informed of developments.”

Sadie inclined her head in acknowledgment. Impulsive actions would only hinder Noah’s efforts and exacerbate their predicament. Patience became her sole recourse.

And the baby… Reality washed over her anew. Their child still grew within her, depending on her vigilance. She needed to prioritize both their wellbeing.

“Then make haste,” she implored, clutching Noah’s hand. “And shield yourself from harm.”

Noah’s gaze bored into hers with profound intensity before he descended, pressing his lips against her forehead in a solemn promise. “I will.”

He pivoted sharply and marched from the room, determination fueling each step.

Barely minutes later, hinges creaked as the door swung inward again. Sadie presumed Noah had forgotten something crucial and parted her lips to inquire.

𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗽𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 g𝓪l𝗇ovè𝗅𝓈.𝓬𝗈𝗺

But her gaze met not Noah’s familiar features but Blaine’s unexpected presence.

Her brow furrowed with confusion. What business brought Blaine to her hospital bedside at such an hour?

“Has something disrupted operations at the company?” Sadie questioned, apprehension tingling along her spine.

Dishevelment clung to Blaine as he entered, anxiety etched across his features. Upon witnessing Sadie propped against her pillows—pallid yet alert—relief cascaded through him in a quiet exhalation. Thank goodness. Her condition appeared stable rather than critical.

News of Sadie’s collapse had sent him racing through traffic to reach the hospital.

“No, nothing catastrophic,” Blaine assured her, straightening his tie. “But the Higgins family dispatched someone to our offices today, insistent on setting your wedding date.”

“I heard you collapsed, so I came right away,” Blaine said, a note of urgency in his tone.

Sadie’s hand moved instinctively to her stomach.

That crafty old Rodger—he must’ve orchestrated this. Nathan likely had no idea.

Their betrothal had always been a calculated decision, a stepping stone. Now that Nathan had secured the reins of the Higgins Group, there was no more need for pretenses.

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